Could This Be A Doomed Love?

The elevator door opened and Qiao Yaruan stepped before Feng Feng dragged her back out. "It's rare for Eldest Chu to invite us so stop this insanity, Qiao Yaruan."

This was his excuse because he had the feeling that if Qiao Yaruan left, some things would go beyond his control.

Qiao Yaruan struggled violently and spat angrily, "What I do is none of your business. Who are you to me, Feng Feng? Mmph..."

Qiao Yaruan had barely finished speaking when Feng Feng pressed her to the wall and forcefully kissed her on the lips.

Who was he to her?

He would tell her now.

Those who had stayed inside were still dazed by what had happened. Shui Anluo stared at An Fengyang up and down and spoke curiously, "Are you too ugly? Is that why you've scared her away?"

"I'll smack you to death." An Fengyang raised his hand but only gestured. However, he was frowning when he turned around. He then asked worriedly, "Darling, do I really look that horrifying?"